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AmericaxReader How much I hate you -Part 1?-
Alfred F. Jones
That damn name and the kid himself. He is annoying and rambunctious, and urgh. Every single thing about him, you hated. His sandy blonde hair with the small ahoge sticking out making him look like a cute dork, his overly beautiful ocean blue eyes, and everything. You were surprised one day when you found yourself looking at the mirror, thinking about three words you feared everyday of saying.
No, it can't be...
You kept saying that but the cheesy words kept popping up and down, including the variety of images of the kid himself. You bit the inside of your cheeks and threw water at your face. Nothing. You glance up at yourself again, seeing how fluster you were starting to get. Oh no, no, no, why would you think that, (name)? Out of all the people in the world. You started to pace left to right as you cursed under your breath. Fuck, fuck, (Name), what have you got into?
You stopped pacing around and stared at the mirror what seem for ages. You heave in a sigh and shook your head in disbelief.
"I like him" you simply said. "I like that kid..."
Don't think about him, don't think about him, please God, just don't.
You briskly walk into school, the three words weighing on your back, if it wasn't Monday, many people would have seen the more grumpy mood you were in. (Everyone is always grumpy on Mondays) You dread to see Alfred, fearing that you were going to say something stupid in front of him.
I wonder, what will he be wearing?
I love it when his eyes are a clear blue.
Shut up. Shut up.
What will he say to me?
Shut the hell up!
You felt like ripping and throwing your inner fangirl out of the current window you passed by but, you tried to do something more decent and tried to think all the time he annoyed you. Like, like, like.........hmm.
Maybe he was just trying to talk with me, I am pretty lonely in this school.... Yeah. He only tried to be my friend.
Then you snapped out of it.
"Heck no, he literally started throwing my books around lunch, and remember that time he made me embarrassed myself in front of the whole class!" you sneered quietly. "Hahaha, he still call himself "my friend" Ha."
"Anyways, I have Arthur..."
The three words started to back off your back, relaxing you a bit as you start to remember things he did to annoy you. You found yourself the only person in the whole school grinning on a Monday morning. That didn't last long though.
You spotted him.
The beautiful face of his, that you deeply wanted to slap but cup his cheeks and kiss him passionately. He happens to be standing at your locker bothering your neighbor, Arthur Kirkland, and you just stared. Dreamy, just dreamy.
Then he saw you, jumping eagerly towards you, tugging Arthur behind. Damn, damn, damn...I looked at him too long.
"Fuck off, please." you said, bluntly. Oh (name), you are nice. aren't you?
The both looked at you, you tried your best to ignore the fuzzy feeling you started to get being near that kid. "Well someone woke up in the wrong side of the bed." Ahhh, his sweet voice. "Yeah, your mom was taking the other side." you stated without thinking. You felt something invisible punch you right on the stomach but you suck up the pain. Good job, me.
Alfred laughed it out, Arthur just stared at you quizzically. His laugh, oh god.
"Classy (name)" he said with a grin.
Alfred soon started to blab on about hamburgers and heroes, usual things you wanted to punch him for talking about or you just want to walk away from him but your mind wonder off and made you stand there like you were interested. Not a good idea to stand next to your admiring crush.
Alfred. Alfred. Alfred.
HAHAHA. You join in the laughing fit Alfred was having, making others to stare.
Ah, the sky is beautiful.
In your bed.
Praise the Lord for another great day.
What if Alfred li-
Hmm, Arthur's eyebrows seem a tad bit bigger.
You just notice that Alfred was calling your name, making you jump a bit.
"What the hell do you want?"
Alfred gave you a funny expression but shook it off. "You look a bit tired, how about a cup of coffee?"
"No thank you." you said, sounding a bit crossed.
"Aww come on! A cuppa of coffee will make you fine!" he said and then you saw his arm reaching for your neck.
No. Stop. Please. Fuck me and my life.
You quickly stepped back, leaving him hanging his arm far out. Again, he gave you a weird expression.
"(Name), you're acting strange. Are you sick?" he was to quick for you, his hand was already on your forehead and two feet apart from you. "It pretty cold out."
Sweet damn, he smells fabulous.
"I'm fine!" you yelled, yanking his hand off your forehead.
(Name) don't make a scene, please don't.
"Alfred, she doesn't need anything." Arthur said, tugging the American arms.
Alfred frowned and crossed his arms. "Well you still sound angry?" You clenched your teeth together with frustration and clenched your hands, forming them to fists. "Are you still mad what I did to you last week, cause I'm so-"
"JUST LEAVE ME ALONE AND PLEASE FUCK OFF!" you yelled.
Alfred looked stunned and Arthur just looked speechless; don't get me started with the people around you. It stayed like that what seem like ages. Alfred, shakily, scratches the behind of his head and laughed nervously.
"Oh, right...uh, maybe next time." his voice shakes. "Arth-"
Arthur didn't need to be said anything, and was already dragging Alfred away. Everyone was already leaving to, faces showing fear that you might yell at them. Who can blame them though.
Who wants to be with a maniac like me?
You let out a sigh and cover your face, fighting back the tears. Talk about fucking things up. You shoved you hands on your head and shook it with frustration. Your mind flooded with the image of Alfred face, making you want to jump off a cliff.
Yes, he is an idiot and I do hate him but, he was only concern.
You felt the pressure of the three words on your back again, but completely three new words pushing you to the ground, weighing more than the last three words.
You turn around to go call home or skip school, but you fell face flat.
What an idiot.